Stories Of The Past

“You should have seen it. It was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen.” Anabelle’s face scrunched up. “Actually, I have a photo album with the picture of Dante wearing the chicken suit in there. But I think it’s still at my Mom’s. So...Yeah. Won’t be getting it back any time soon.” I cleared the laugh from my throat and frowned. “Can I ask what happened?” We were both sitting by the kitchen table now and had moved on from dishes and peeling potatoes to chopping fruit for the salad. “A lot,” she sighed. “It’s a long story in the making, really.” “I have time.” I reached for a strawberry and sliced it clean in the half, then dumped it in the large bowl on the table. “That is if you want to talk about it.” “Well, it starts with our dad. He wasn’t exactly one of the nicest people.” She shifted in her seat, her eyes avoiding my gaze. “In a nutshell, this left Dante with no other choice but to kill him and take over as the alpha to save our pack and my life. Our mother refuses to see what a pie